Author's Notes
Sadly, I do not own Degrassi or it's is simply fanfiction. As such, this is not identical to the TV show. This fanfiction is based on the episodes that deal with Paige Michalchuk's rape. Don't read if sensitive to this topic. This is my first fanfiction so please review and help me improve! I will continue if you guys like it! 3
Paige's POV
He lead me up the stairs to his friends room, holding my hand in his. Once we got up there, I flipped the light switch on so I could see. One second later, it was dark again. "I like it dark." he said, seductively. "But, I can't see anything. Ouch." I giggled as I accidentally kicked the bed. He took my hand again and lead me around the room. "Well, here's the door. That's the bed, and this is the party." he whispered as he turned me to face him. "Why are we whispering?" I asked. He responded and said, "Because my friends are Neanderthals, and we don't want them to hear us, right?" he asked, pulling me closer to him. "Okay." I whisper, leaning in towards him. We kissed each other three times before stopping briefly. He pulled his bottom lip in between his teeth as I smiled at him. We leaned our heads in and he looked at me. "You're so adorable." he whispered, seductively. "I am?" I asked sweetly. "Oh, yeah. Come here." he responded, confidently pulling me down onto the bed and placing himself over me. "Is this okay?" he asked me. "No, yeah." I stuttered hesitantly. As soon as those words came out, Dean lowered himself on top of me and began to kiss me. He moved quickly away from my mouth and started trailing kisses down my face to my neck. Something about this didn't feel right. "Just, take it slow, okay?" I said politely. He didn't listen to me. He continued kissing my neck, eventually nipping at it with his teeth. "Dean, I said slow!" I exclaimed. I tried to get him off of me, but he was to heavy. Eventually, he leaned up. I thought he was going to let me up, but he reached into the front pocket of his jeans and pulled out a small square of plastic. Even in the dark, I could tell that what he just pulled out, was a condom. I panicked and started looking around the room. He pulled the condom up to his mouth and bit off the top of the wrapper. "What are you doing? I don't think so." I said as I leaned up. He took his hands to my shoulders and shoved me back down on to the bad. "Dean! No!" I squealed out, hoping that he would get the clue. He forced himself inside of me. "Dean, stop! Get off!" I yelled at him. "It's all good" he whisper in my ear. I could feel his hot breath against my skin. "I said no!" I tried pushing him off, but he was much stronger than me. I started to feel tears well up in my eyes. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening. "Stop, please." I cried out, my voice getting weaker and weaker. He just kept pushing me down, harder and harder. One hour later, he left me in that bed, crying. I sat in that bed and cried my eyes out for half and hour. I eventually got up, touched up my makeup, and left the party. I started to tear up on my way home. I got passed my mom and ran to my bedroom. Once I got there, I locked the door and threw myself down on the bed and started sobbing. I cried myself to sleep that night. The only thing I did know, is that nobody can find out about this.